While we're tracking down twelve million illegal immigrants with angry talk about kicking them out of the country or just shooting them at the border, let's do something about removing drunk drivers from the roads. Not just overnight or for a few months -- but for real and for good.
put mangled cars on the lawns outside high schools during prom
week. Or interview the presidents of MADD and SADD. Assign
special drunk license plates and driver's licenses to convicted souses.
So everybody can watch for them. Especially the police.
How about finally making these creeps accountable for killing people when
they're impaired? GO DIRECTLY TO JAIL. Or in a new twist on community
service, let them be crash dummies for a day.
I also think blood tests should be mandatory for everyone involved in any
accident because nobody thinks twice about driving no matter what's in
their systems. Above the legal limit for alcohol, you're automatically
under house arrest and your license is revoked for five years.
I'm not just talking about drunks, either, but people with seizure disorders or
people on prescription pain medication. Unfortunately, most of us
think that impaired only means stuff like marijuana and alcohol. I
think Levitra could even be a distraction. Or being too tired. Book 'em Dano.
But let's get the drunks first.
Especially when they're repeat offenders like the terrible story of the
twenty year old Arizona kid who has had seven traffic infractions in
four years, three of which were DUI's. You have to be a serial stupid
driver to have that kind of record.
After this past weekend that doofus should now become the poster child
for raising the age for a driver's license to twenty-one. Or, in some
This kid, who lives in student
housing and was driving a Mustang -- no doubt a gift from Mom and Dad
-- ran a redlight. Young people think traffic lights are there to stop
other people, not them. There seems to be an entire generation of youths
who consider a stoplight merely a suggestion. Stop if
you're in the mood.
But on this occasion, the eighth time this
addle-brained dope screwed up while driving, he killed somebody.
And not just anybody. A beloved motorcycle cop. The first police
officer on his force to die in the line of duty in eight-six
Drunk as a skunk, maybe even high, and in broad daylight, this kid was
so out of it he impaled the motorcycle with the front grill of his car,
where it exploded and burned.
After the crash, which had sent the
police officer flying from his motorcycle and left him dying on the
road, this young drunk and his passenger both ran away from the scene
of the accident.
I keep calling the kid a drunk based on his DUI's. But some judge
already agrees because he mandated AA as part of one of an earlier plea
bargain which put this waste of life back on the road.
There is a rule of
thumb, according to a relative of mine in AA, that if you've been
arrested for two DUI's you are an alcoholic. In case you're counting.
He didn't even bother to check to
see how badly the officer was hurt. Apparently he and his friend were
absent when the gene for good character got handed out.
I hope that this young person who
has been given multiple free passes
through his short but sorry life finally has to be
accountable for his depraved disregard for others. So far he's only
received a slap on the wrist. Unfortunately, I wouldn't expect much
more this time either. Unless killing a police officer means something
The irony of the officer's tragic and completely unnecessary death is twofold. He died going
to work as part of a DUI detail getting drunks off the road. And
tonight is the night of a special program held each year in Arizona to remember
fallen police officers.
There won't be a dry eye in the state.